A Painful Cramp

More than ever, my body has been looking me deep in the eyes and asking, “WTF?”

Here I am approaching 50, putting on mileage I’ve never dreamed possible, and clearly that doesn’t come without complications.  Last night’s 3,000 meter swim was a great example.journeyThe workout included a warm up, followed by 40 x 50 meter combined set and a cool down.  I felt fairly strong as I cooled down for 400 meters, but when I got to the end and jumped out of the pool, I was nearly brought to tears by a piercing cramp in my left calf.

As I was leaning against the wall screaming bloody murder in front of the lifeguard and festive aqua-bikers, the guy in my lane asked if I was ok.  I said, “Yeah, I’m just cramping.”  He calmly replied, “I used to get them all the time when I swam with the pull buoy.”

Aha!

Yes, I remember Robbie telling me that when I was dealing with MUCH smaller cramps in the pool.  The logic is that when you immobilize your legs with the buoy, the blood circulation to your lower body slows and quick movements can launch a cramp attack.  I did know and understand this, but how quickly we forget.

I’m not gonna lie, my night was filled with a bit of panic.  I was having a hard time walking and the calf was very sore.  I tried to imagine running and it did not go well.  Could all of this training be derailed by a freak incident?

I vowed to get back in the water as quickly to start the mental healing process, and though I was 45 minutes late, I showed up at Open Water Swim to knock out 30 minutes in the lake.  I took the usual ridicule about being late, then swam up and down the orange boom for 32 minutes without stopping.  No pull buoy, no cramps, but tired arms.

Robbie and I talked for a bit after the swim (as we watched the next Pele run line drills in the sand) and he suggested the other reason for cramps in the pool can be from pushing off the wall.  This makes a ton of sense, especially when blood flow to your legs is low, and you’re exploding off the balls of your feet which targets the calf muscles.

Aside from the pull buoy, I suspected there was another major reason for the cramping: dehydration.

I am just shocked by how much I am sweating these days, and I’m assured that’s a good thing, but I have certainly not been compensating like I should with hydration.  I used to drink a lot of Coke (thankfully that habit has gone away) and my rule was always one glass of water immediately following a soda.  Now I drink coffee, and on some days too much.  It is painstakingly clear that, as mileage rises, I have to be careful and add more liquids.

I guess a third culprit could be sodium loss and last night, along with drinking a ton of water, I pulled out my homemade Gatorade recipe of 1/2 water, 1/2 orange juice, and a little bit of sea salt.  It tasted like ass, but I’m doing what I can.

So, I sit here less than a month away with a very sore calf and hope I can get this under control. Any suggestions would be appreciated.

How To Not Fail

The thing about training, and/or life, is you have to keep picking yourself up off the ground.  I spent most of Sunday doing just that. 

Saturday’s ride hit me hard.  It was 50 miles I wasn’t ready for.  The aftermath proved I wasn’t hydrated and my body was simply fatigued.  I really believe I could knock out 50 miles in my sleep, but how I felt the day after put a ton of doubt in my head. 

“You’ve got to get yourself together, you got stuck in a moment and you can’t get out of it.”  – U2

My training schedule called for another long ride yesterday, but I just couldn’t get myself out of Saturday.  I love my bike, but yesterday we were in a fight.  I spent the morning sorting through my head with writing, then the afternoon doing yard work.  I was moving, just not fast.  I was hoping the energy for a ride would materialize, but it never did. 

Even this morning I was a bit lethargic.  Nothing gives you doubt like sore legs and low energy.  But I got back to my plan.  Hydration, nutrition, seize the day.  I have two workouts ahead of me for this Monday, a swim and a run, and soon hit the pool with a renewed attitude.  Time heals.  So do perfectly timed posts, like this one by my coach. 

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